Qinghui's eyes lit up slightly, propped himself up, and looked at him, "Hey? ”

I heard his casual tone with a little smile, "Can you hug it now?" ”

Qinghui couldn't wait longer than him, and stretched out his hand, "Hug!" ”

She's been missing her stove for a long time!

Mingyue was satisfied and scooped the little girl into her arms.

The little girl quite consciously found a comfortable position in his arms, and then looked up at him, her eyes blinked, "Why did you suddenly become so warm?" ”

"I didn't care about that before."

Mingyue finally hugged her little spirit sword, hooked the corners of her lips with satisfaction, and pressed her chin against Qinghui's soft heart.

Or that no one could make him care about these things.

"I've fused those cluttered forces."

For him, those powers only increase his humanity, and weapons can give birth to machine spirits, and a large part of it is because weapons have passed a certain emotion of human beings, and they have gradually learned human nature, and there are also possibilities in weapons, so they will give birth to machine spirits.

This is how Qinghui was born in the first place, and it was born from killing.

But Mingyue is different, Mingyue was born from that pile of artifact fragments purely with power.

Because it's different from other machine spirits, it's also extra unstable.

There will be no special emotions, just feel that the power is enough, and will not think about anything else, nor will it affect the strength of oneself, but only a more anthropomorphic one.

Until this little girl appeared, she wanted to eat and drink, and she still hated him for not being warm enough.

This special emotion is what made him take the initiative to pick up the power that he threw aside early, and the slow refining during this period of time has such an effect.

After all, this power has been placed for I don't know how many years, and he himself can't remember the years, refining is very laborious, and it is quite difficult and uncomfortable to merge this power into the circuit that he has become accustomed to now.

It's almost like a regrouping.

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Mingyue looked down at Qing Hui, who was obediently huddled in his arms and asked him about these things, and said lightly, "After the fusion, I am closer to the machine spirit formed like you, so I have temperature." ”

"Oh."

Qinghui didn't really want to ask.

By the way, I felt quite sleepy, my big eyes squinted, and I shrank in my familiar embrace.

I feel sleepy.

Mingyue wanted to say something more, but when she looked down, she saw that Qinghui's breathing was quite stable, and she didn't know when she had fallen asleep.

Mingyue was silent for a moment, and she had a feeling that she had just changed her sentence so lightly.

But forget it.

Look at her dependent.

Mingyue only felt that there was an inexplicable emotion swelling in her heart.

This sentiment is not a day or two.

Or rather, from the time he first met her, this emotion made him quite uncomfortable.

He had always thought it was because he didn't have the relationship to hold this little girl in his arms.

But now that the little girl is in his arms, his emotions have not dissipated, but have become more and more intense.

What the hell does it feel like......

Mingyue pursed the corners of her lips and kicked the stone next to her a little irritably.

But he carefully hugged the little girl in his arms.

It was not easy to hold it in my arms.

It took a lot of work.

Gotta be nice and hold it a little longer.